Some puzzles are better left unsolved !!!

Koi to hona chahiye.....life me jise sirf hum dikhe....Baki sari duniya jaye bhad me.... Just like jay and aditi.....
Famous....sorry not so famous dialog from movie Jane tu ya Jane na...

Being lonely and alone is two different thing..... Loneliness felt when you want someone desperatly who never existed in ur life.....

While feeling of....being alone comes with effect of nostalgia.....someone was there in past and you are missing that person.....

It's the worst thing when both attacks you togather.... Music ...book....work....smoke ....nothing works to get rid.of.these thoughts......and most of The times it would create snowball effect of thoughts.....which is worst....

Only two....shots of vodka or takkila only helps....these things seems stupid at times but.....its only thing people do choose as it is easiest way......

But very few grew strong to get rid of matter .....by fighting multiple battles alone.....and ....this do happens.....I will do it for sure......thinking too much is not issue....its really Usp of person.....and it really helps if one can manage to direct thought in positive direction.......

So all those who are going through a bad phase. Hang in there! There's always ALWAYS a light at the end of the tunnel. Just remember it's not your fault and that in a relationship it takes two to tango. If you tried your best to make it work, then hats off to you and your commitment. It's very difficult to find people who are willing to communicate and sort things out in a relationship, so be pleased that you are in that clan of mature people who value relationships.

Well that's it I guess! On a positive note, don't judge things by other people's experiences. It need not happen to you. Things need not get so messy. It's my destiny and I'm embracing it with open arms.. because of this - today, I am a happy & healthy person (touch wood ;) ). I rather be single than be stuck in a very VERY wrong relationship.We have only one life.....but if we do of right once....is more then enough......

Quarter Life Crisis

Finally Day is Over.....had few small parties with cake "cutting" and little bit of "pasting" too.....Yes it was my birthday today and i am almost quarter century old now.....whole day ....or say whole week i have passed like a hell...damn confused what to do and what not to do...... finally one friend came to rescue and shared a “gyan” of "Quarter life crisis" and shared experience….. it seems true.....i have been told that i need to spend some time with other activity.........and I have opened blogger application in my cell phone for preparing draft for the my new post.(it's an other activity for me you know).

So what exactly Quarter life Crisis is ….

• · It can be felt when you start feeling insecure and wonders where you will be in a year or two, but then gets scared because you barely know where you are now.
• ·   It can be felt   when your most of the relations are continuously follow complete cycle of relationship again and again.
• Unknown -> seems to be Known -> Known -> Very much known -> known -> seems to be Known ->Unknown / Re-known 
• ·   It can be felt   when you start doubting that friends whom do you thought you were so close are really a closest ones and you do not realize that with this continuous toggling of mind you are confusing them too. 
• ·   It can be felt t  exactly when you start missing the comforts of college, of groups, of socializing with the same people on a constant basis. But then you realize that maybe they weren't so great after all. 
• ·   It can be felt   when you want to be independent but suddenly the idea of stable life and logic of “54321” strikes to your mind. 
• ·   It can be felt   when you are insecure and then secure. You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life; you feel alone and scared and confused. 
• ·   It can be felt   exactly when you desperately want someone to listen to you. It doesn't matter either the issue is selection of gift or frustration of office you just wanted to be listened.
• ·   It can be felt   when you have your broken heart in hand and continue thinking that how you have loved someone and what damage that love has done to your life. 
• ·  It can be felt   when you have tried hard enough to convincing yourself that you didn't want to be tied down to any person; Now suddenly you have moments of self-doubt when you wonder if you waited too long and let someone special get away. 
• ·   It can be felt   when you love someone but maybe love someone else too, and cannot figure out why you are doing this because you are not a bad person! Random hook ups start to look cheap and getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic and you always messed up with everything. 
• ·   It can be felt   typically when you feel that you always get what you wants but never be able to preserve it. And always miss your ex or y.... :p
• ·   It can be felt   exactly when you go through the same emotions and questions over and over and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision. 
• ·   It can be felt   when you worry about loans and money and the future and making a life for yourself and while winning the race would be great, right now you'd just likes to be a contender. 
• ·   It can be felt  typically when we are in our best of times and at the same time in our worst of times too, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out, But never succeeded. 

And finally  you feel it  when ....you spend 3 hours of your birthday alone at coffee shop writing down a blog post.

List is too long and i can write this whole night but completing post by thanking the friend for sharing experience , thanking the 3 full mug of coffee to keep me awake.... and last but not least "CCD" ..." a lot can happen over a  coffee....." for not disturbing me... :)

Finally it arrived : Monsoon

Koi to ....Yado main.. Palko main ...bundain liye....

The biggest disadvantage of not having anything stored in your draft is that when you want to update your blog and don't know what to write about, you are stuck. Typically on Monday morning on the way back to office after refreshing holidays. Busy times are back again. Monsoon season is usually a relatively hectic for those who are in Mumbai or in southern states. I happened to discuss it with a friend who has been there since last two years. When I look back to my hometown, it feels that monsoon slows down the business, but hell we "royal kathiyawadi" people do care about it. Weird it is, but it's true. People still loves this romantic season of rain at its best.

Unlike the Mumbai or other south state monsoon in Gujarat has its own importance. Very rare chances of heavy rain and those few occasions are invaluable which could turn down lectures in college or school. I love to work all the time, but these days, I miss my free time when I can just spend some time with myself with paper boat in child hood and writing or reading in my adult hood. 

When i was small i used to play different games with group of my friends. Those games which were typically made for monsoon. We had games for each and every  occasions. Then i grew up...(grew up watching these typical Bollywood movies). I used to have dream  replacing some hero in song which filming this romantic season of rain. We had songs for each and every occasions too. Little bit drizzle, sparkle of water and typical smell of this "Bhini Mitti". Children to youth and elders too.. have their own reason of celebrating this rainy season.

Since I am good at multitasking, I talk to people while working. But I miss reading, and writing. I miss blogging too. When I get a bit of free time, that time I don't feel like logging onto blogger and write something instead I would like to note it down in my cell.

Ah I sound lost again. But who cares, I am too happy to care about it (:p). I am happy that I finally able to write something, I am happy because I am so busy with work that I won't get time for anything for next few weeks. And this happens to be my birthday month too. I will be turning a year older.

I visited my hometown and uncle's farm house last week. It was a fantastic long weekend. Very much rejuvenating and well deserved. I am right now at a time when I can't take a vacation when I need to. But somehow I have managed it (and I can do that again as I have my own practice). Time spent in this 4 days has boosted energy level so high that I can spent next few weeks by just cherishing those moments.

That's about it for now. There are many things to write about on my mind, but I am not in mood to write about those. I would like to keep those in my drafts so I need not to pick random topic next time though I would love to do it, again. I would be back soon, till than enjoy this romantic season of rain.

And I write.....

(Sharing credits with Someone -> Defiantly it's not my own creation )

       Writing is an addiction. A good one that is. And when you have a personal blog where you write your thoughts, your opinions and everything that going on in your mind. You ain't scared of being judged, for your friends already know you and readers don't really get what you are trying to say.

       There are times when you are low and you write. There are times when you are too happy and share that with the whole world. There are times when you are lonely and writing becomes your companion. And there are times when you don't have any reason to write, yet you do.

        I have heard the stories of the letter era. When people wrote to each other. It used to take a week to fifteen days for a letter to reach. A mother waited for her son's letter, a girl for her soon-to-be husband's letter. In the movies they showed how the heroine cried while writing the letter to the love of her life. Tears dropping on that old piece of parchment, spreading the ink, making it difficult to read.

       By the time I was of the age when I had relationships, e-mails were a pretty new phenomenon. My first ever letter was an e-mail. Sadly I lost the account too and the e-mail too. But I vaguely remember writing a super sentimental mail which was "inspired" by several movie dialogues that I could twist enough to make them sound original. I remember paying a good 60 rupees for the cyber cafe access - which was equivalent to my college meal money for two days.

        And now I blog. About everything. These entries stay here as a reminder. Of my thoughts and my mood. My highs and my lows. They remind me of people I met and people I lost. Some came along while some left behind. The thing that made me happy last year, made me very sad this year. How strange life was back then. How difficult it seemed then. And now when I look at the same life from this point, it seems less difficult, rather not difficult at all compared to the current life.

        And every time I think I have written a lousy post. And after a year, the same post seems so awesome. Every time. The current time is difficult and bad, the same time from future seems easy. Isn't it all in our minds?

        And again for one more time I prefer to say “ I don't write for others...i write for myself.... I have started writing since i was in 10th(Of course diary at that time)....and i feel really lucky..cause Today i know how i grew up... :)

Welcome to india !!!!!

A police officer stopped a car and said: Congratulations! this is the Suraksha week (safety week) and you were driving with your seat beat on, you win a prize money of Rs. 5000/-. What will you do with it?

Driver: Simple! I'll get my drivers license first.

His mom on back seat: Don't listen to him sir, he blabbers after he is drunk.

Just then his dad on back seat woke up and on seeing the policeman said: I knew we wouldn't be able to flee much long in a stolen car!

Just when he finished a voice from the dicky of the car retorted "Have we crossed the border bro!?"

Why Gujjus do well in any field..... (Read Till The End) (Ctrl+c , Ctrl+v)

Why Gujjus do well in any field.....

Bill Gates organized an enormous session to recruit a new Chairman for Microsoft Europe.

5000 candidates assembled in a large room. One candidate is Gujarati.

Bill Gates: Thank you for coming. Those who do not know JAVA may leave.

2000 people leave the room.

Mr. Patel says to himself, 'I do not know JAVA but I have nothing to lose if I stay. I'll give it a try'

Bill Gates: Candidates who never had experience of managing more than 100 people may leave.
2000 people leave the room.

Mr. Patel says to himself ' I never managed anybody by myself but I have nothing to lose if I stay. What can happen to me?' So he stays.............

Bill Gates: Candidates who do not have management diplomas may leave.
500 people leave the room.

Mr. Patel says to himself, 'I left school at 15 but what have I got to lose?' So he stays in the room..

Lastly, Bill Gates asked the candidates who do not speak Serbo - Croat to leave.

498 people leave the room.

Mr.Patel says to himself, ' I do not speak one word of Serbo - Croat but what do I have to lose?'
So he stays and finds himself with One other candidate. Everyone else has gone.

Bill Gates joined them and said 'Apparently you are the only two candidates who speak Serbo - Croat, so I'd now like to hear you have a conversation together in that language.'

Calmly, Mr. Patel turns to the other candidate and says,
`Kem chho ?
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The other candidate answers 'Ekdam majaa maa.. Aney tamey !!.... =D=))=

Wo Dekho Ek Software engineer Jaa raha hai....

Hello Friends....

Kisi frustrated software engineer ke dimag se nikle hue .....or har ek software engineer ke dilo  ko chu jane wale ......labz .....aapke samne rakhne ja raha hu..... Enjoy the game of words..... :p



WO DEKHO EK SOFTWARE ENGINEER JAA RAHA HAI

Apne project ke bojh tale daba jaa raha hai,

Wo dekho ek software engineer ja raha hai.

Zindagi se hara hua hai,

Par Bugs se haar nahi manta.

Apne application ki ek ek line ise rati hui hai,

Par aaj kaun se rang ke moje pehne hain,

ye nahi janta. Din par din ek excel file banata ja raha hai,

Wo dekho ek software engineer ja raha hai.

Das hazaar line ke code main error dhoond lete hain lekin,

Majboor dost ki ankhon ki nami dikhayi nahi deti.

Pc pe hazaar windows khuli hain,

 Par dil ki khidki pe koi dastak sunayi nahi deti.

Week days ko nahata nahi, satuday-sunday ko naha raha hai,

Wo dekho ek software engineer ja raha hai.

 Coding karte karte pata hi nahi chala,

 Bugs ki priority kab maan-baap se high ho gayi.

 Kitabon me gulab rakhne wala ,

cigerette ke dhuyen main kho gaya,

 Dil ki zameen se armaanon ki vidayi ho gayi.

Weekends pe daroo peke jo jashna mana raha hai,

Wo dekho ek software engineer ja raha hai.

Maze lena ho iske to pooch lo,

Salary Increment ki party kab dila rahe ho.

Hansi udana ho to pooch lo,

Onsite kab ja rahe ho?

Wo dekho onsite se laute team-mate ki chocolates kha raha hai,

Wo dekho ek software engineer ja raha hai.

Kharche badh rahe hain,

Baal kam ho rahe hain.

Savings hoti nahi,

Income Tax ke sitam ho rahe hain.

 Lo phir se bus choot gayi,

auto se office aa raha hai,

 Wo dekho ek software engineer ja raha hai.

Pizza gale se nahi utarta,

To Coke ke sahare nigal liya jata hai.

 Office ki "Thali" dekh munh hai bigadta,

 Maa ke hath ka wo khana baar roz yaad ata hai.

 "Sprout bhel" bani hai phir bhi,

free "Evening Snacks" kha raha hai,

Wo dekho ek software engineer ja raha hai.

Aapne ab tak li hongi bahut si chutikiya,

 Software engineer ke jivan ka sach batati ye akhri kuch panktiyan.

 Hazaron ki tankhwah wala, company ki karodon ki jeb bharta hai,

Software engineer wahi ban sakta hai,

jo lohe ka jigar rakhta hai.

 Hum log jee jee ke marte hain,

zindagi hai kuch aisi, Ek fauj ki naukri,

doosri software engineer ki,

dono ek jaisi. Is kavita ka har shabd mere dil ki gehrayi se aa raha hai,

Wo dekho ek software engineer ja raha hai...

Friends....Integral part of life.....

Rishtey to nahi...Rishto ki parchaiya mili......
Ye kaisi bhid hey....jisme to tanhaiya mili.....


Pause For a minute , just shut your eyes down and think of all the relations you have in life----(....Come on yar....do it....actually)...what flashes to your mind is family??? favorite relatives ????, boy/girlfriends???? of course few best friends????..as per me these are the few so called IMP people in our life....please add by your self if i have missed anyone.....

Here lets not discuss about all these people....cause we all know about them and their values in our life.....to be honest these are the people who hold the power to make us happy and to leave us crying…(sometimes I really feel sorry for the people who after breakup.....don’t even talk to their ex....how can you do that.....i mean-once you shared each and everything..and today, don’t even want to face each other..! or even the best friends.. who after a few misunderstandings, can never get the lost relationship or at least the same bonding as before!!)

I have gone through all these.....break ups and misunderstanding with friends.....and i don't like to discuss it over here....

Lets discuss about those few whom you meet everyday.....talk everyday.....laugh with them ....but still you don't share any private things or feelings....YUppp you guess it right.....i am talking about your office mates....

These are the people who do not expect anything from you-yet unexpectedly make you happy, they do not hold any special place in your lives, their absence may not even be noticed, yet their presence makes you comfortable....

Am sure most of you don’t get what I am saying, and already thinking that i am mad...... But i called them "Hi- Hello" friends.....people whom i hardly ever talked ....but still whenever i meet them....i do smile and say....hi....or hello.....without any knowledge they made me happy....and i guess....same might be applicable for them,,,,

Lets not limit such people to office also....say...you might have some vendor or shopkeeper keeps some of favorite CD or book hidden so no one else can bought before you....or ....say some old school mate...meeting after long time asking about...your whereabouts....There are so many such ppl, ”ajeeb rishtey!!” strange bonds!!

There are some special friends also with whom you share special topics....I too have too such special friends ....with whom i share everything....and most of the time...my typical problems.....and ....she always helps and take me out of the mess i have created around me.... :p

Life is no fun without these all friends....

P.S. watched rang de basanti, dil chahta hey and rock on ...three in row ....and started missing all of my special buddies....and ..... :(

will post soon!!keep smiling till then!!

Never ask question to a girl

Why lawyers should never ask a witness a question if they aren't prepared for the answer.

In a trial, a ahsmall town prosecuting attorney called his first witness to the stand - a grandmotherly, elderly woman.

He approached her and asked, "Mrs. Kapoor, do you know me?"

She responded, "Why, yes I do know you, Mr. Franklin. I've known you since you were a young boy, and frankly, you've been a big disappointment to me. You lie; you cheat on your wife, You manipulate people and talk about them behind their backs. You think you're a big shot when you haven't the brains to realize you never will amount to anything more than a two-bit paper pusher. Yes I know you."

The lawyer was stunned. Not knowing what else to do, he pointed across the room and asked, "Mrs. Kapoon, do you know the defense lawyer?"

She again replied, "Why yes, I do. I've known Mr.Shalon since he was a youngster, too. He's lazy, bigoted, and he has a drinking problem. He can't build a normal relationship with anyone and his law practice is one of the worst in the entire state. Not to mention he cheated on his wife with three different women. Yes, I know him."

The defense lawyer almost died!

At this point, the judge brought the courtroom to silence, called both Lawyers to the bench, and in a very quiet voice, said, "If either of you foolish asks her if she knows me, you'll be jailed for contempt of court."

Ye baat samajh mein aayi nahi

Again this one is copy pasted from one of my good FB friend....and she also had copy pasted from somewhere....so hope nobody will mind if i pasted it over here... :p


Ye baat samajh me aayi nahi, Aur mummy ne samajhai nahi.>

Mai kaise mithi baat karu? Jab mithi chiz koi khai nhi.>
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Ye chand kaise maamu hai? Jab mumy ka wo bhai nhi.>
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Kyu lambe baal hai bhaalu ke? Kyu usne triming karai nahi.>

Kya wo bi ganda bachha hai? Ya jungle me koi naai nhi.>

Nana ki patni jab nani hai , Dada ki patni jab dadi
hai. Papa ki patni kyu papi nahi?>

Samundar ka rang kyu neela hai? Jab neel kisi ne milai nhi.>

Jab school me itni neend aati hai. Toh kyu bed waha rakhwai nhi?>

Ye baat samajh mein aayi nahi aur mummy ne samjhai nai ;)